Rose soon caught up to Prince Kendrick and his tracker, arming her bow and starting to sing. "Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king, over the sea to Skye. Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, thunderclaps rend the air. Baffled our foes stand by the shore, follow they will not dare. Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king, over the sea to Skye. Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, I cean's a royal bed." She sang, shooting the woman directly in her forehead, and watching the frozen prince's face look at her in horror. 

"Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep watch o'er your weary head. Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king, over the sea to Skye. Burned are our homes, exile and death, scattered the loyal man. Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath, Charlie will come again. Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king, over the sea to Skye. Over the sea...... To Skye." She sang, her voice dying out slowly as she pulled out a tipped arrow that had a sleeping substance on it. She loaded it and shot, it hitting the prince right in the arm. 

She walked out into the light, leaning over him and whispering just before he passed out, "Good night your majesty." Before he fell asleep.